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Benson J. Lossing, Pictorial Field Book of the Civil War. Volume 1., Chapter 8 : attitude of the Border Slave-labor States, and of the Free-labor States. (search)
Official Records of the Union and Confederate Armies, Chapter XXII: Operations in Kentucky, Tennessee, North Mississippi, North Alabama, and Southwest Virginia. March 4-June 10, 1862. (ed. Lieut. Col. Robert N. Scott), March 16 , 1862 .-action at Pound Gap, Ky. (search)
Horace Greeley, The American Conflict: A History of the Great Rebellion in the United States of America, 1860-65: its Causes, Incidents, and Results: Intended to exhibit especially its moral and political phases with the drift and progress of American opinion respecting human slavery from 1776 to the close of the War for the Union. Volume II., Xxxiv. Fall of Richmond --end of the War .—Grant-Lee — Sheridan . (search)
Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 3, Chapter 31 : the prison—discipline debates in Tremont Temple .—1846 -1847 . (search)
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 31. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Roster of members (search)
The Daily Dispatch: November 9, 1860., [Electronic resource], The Presidential election. (search)
The Daily Dispatch: January 23, 1861., [Electronic resource], The National crisis. (search)
My coming out.
It was upon the 18th of November last that we received the invitation--Mr. and Mrs., and Miss Smythe to dinner.
I secreted the note to read alone when unseen.
There was a demur about my going — how my heart sank; but it was decided before papa went out to see his patients that we should go. It was all Miss SmMiss Smythe to me. I had a new dress bought, as white as blanc mange; my old ones were only fit for "break-ups" at school, mamma would have treated my going us an indifferent matter, and no more than if it were baby coming into desert, whereas it was my coming out, my first grown-up party — no. I was determined to have a new dress, and I th yellow whiskers; the very thin and the very stout gentlemen are disposed of. O horror!
the boy is being brought my way. "Gustavus, my dear, give your arm to Miss Smythe. " I could have cried — after all my dreams, after all my anticipations.
However, there was no help for it but to take the little wretch's arm, and follow all <